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Chapter 222 Natasha's Exhaustion

"Mushroom spores..."

After seeing the pile of mushrooms and fungal spores in the little fat boy's stomach.

Erin quickly weaved through the crowd and searched for antifungal medication among the several rows of medicine cabinets in the school clinic.

A series of drugs that can inhibit and kill fungi, such as ketoconazole and amphotericin B, were taken out of the medicine cabinet by Ai Lin.

After selecting a few of the most potent, fastest-acting, and reasonably compatible drugs, Erin crushed the pills into powder with his thumb and forefinger, mixed them into a cup of salt water he had prepared, and fed it to the chubby boy, Doug.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Charlie, the student council vice president who was already in a bad mood, immediately stepped forward and scolded Erin when he saw her suddenly pick up a cup of something and force it down the throat of a seriously ill patient lying in a hospital bed.

The student council is already in a very passive position because of how the dance party turned out. If these people lying down are given something else inappropriate, it could cause a major problem.

As someone who happens to be in charge of this area, I'm in big trouble.

As the vice president of the student council, Charlie's words would not be ignored by most students, and even teachers, at Midtown High School.

But Erin is different.

Just after pouring the salt water mixed with the medicine powder into Doug's stomach, before Erin could carefully observe the subsequent reaction inside the little fat boy's stomach, he heard Charlie's scolding voice in his ear.

Slightly displeased, Erin silently glanced up at the other person.

Charlie, who was rushing over to confront Erin, felt an indescribable terror instantly creep into his heart the moment he saw Erin's incredibly deep eyes.

He was about to say something, but he froze on the spot, his somewhat thin and tall body even trembling slightly.

Ignoring Charlie, who was stunned by the still-intelligent look in his eyes, he then...

Erin's gaze once again pierced through the belly of the chubby Doug.

Under Ailin's spiritual vision, the mushroom spores that had been growing wildly and seemingly vigorous in the little fat boy's stomach withered and rotted rapidly, turning into a pool of black rotten matter, as if they had been baptized by sulfuric acid, after being washed away by the cup of highly effective bactericidal saline solution specially prepared by Ailin.

It even caused bubbles to rise in Doug's stomach.

The dim yellow spiritual aura representing the little fat boy's stomach health seemed to have received a powerful stimulant, and it trembled slightly, regaining a faint yellow glow.

When Erin saw that his simple "potion" was effective, his eyes lit up.

Because of the "drastic change" in his stomach, Doug's body instantly reacted and he woke up from his dazed, semi-comatose state.

"woke up?"

As soon as the chubby Doug Wong opened his eyes again and saw the face of Erin standing next to him, an unbearable feeling of nausea quickly rose from his churning stomach to his throat.

"vomit······"

Almost immediately, a torrent of vomit, filled with a strong stench of decay, gushed from Doug's mouth, spraying all over Erin, who was standing in front of him.

Just as Erin was about to be sprayed directly by the filth, Erin nimbly dodged to the side.

Erin's dodge inadvertently exposed Charlie, the student council vice president who was standing behind him and frozen in place after being glared at by Erin.

Before Charlie could react, the filth, which reeked of decay, sprayed right on him.

After a full two seconds of stunned silence.

Charlie was sprayed directly by the chubby boy's vomit, and only then did he come to his senses from the pungent, rotten smell.

"ah······"

With Charlie's almost piercing scream, almost everyone in the school infirmary was drawn to her.

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After calmly preparing another cup of her own concoction for the chubby Doug, Erin handed the "potion" to him.

"Big dog, if you don't want to die, drink this glass of water and then vomit everything out of your stomach."

"vomit!!!"

Having just vomited and feeling somewhat weak, Doug instinctively felt a strong wave of nausea the moment he saw the pale green liquid that Erin handed to him.

This made him involuntarily lean over the bed and vomit again.

With a gentle kick, he moved a trash can next to the hospital bed under the little fat boy's head, preventing him from vomiting the foul-smelling filth everywhere.

After dry heaving for a while.

The big dog sat up again, took the cup of medicine from Erin without saying a word, pinched its nose, and forced it down its throat.

Although he had just fallen into a semi-conscious state, he had not completely lost consciousness.

in contrast.

I don't know if it was a near-death experience followed by a sudden burst of energy, or something else.

The chubby boy, who was previously unable to move, could clearly recall that he almost died from the pain of his stomach bursting open after drinking something that Erin had prepared.

He had just escaped death and was brought back to life.

Therefore, although looking at that cup of medicine made him feel extremely nauseous and repulsed, the chubby boy gritted his teeth and forced himself to drink every last drop of the medicine.

Because he knew it was something that could save his life.

"What happened?"

Just then, Gwen, who had just helped Ms. Winnie calm down a patient, walked quickly to Erin's side and asked him softly what had just happened.

Erin didn't hide anything from Gwen, saying directly, "I just checked Doug and found that they probably ate some kind of underripe or mutated mushroom, and then got parasitized by the spores inside, which is why they look like this now..."

"After determining the cause, I administered some antifungal medication to Doug, along with saline solution."

At this point, Erin pointed to the chubby boy who, after drinking the potion, immediately vomited into the trash can and said, "As you can see, the effect was remarkable."

Let's look at it from the direction Erin is pointing.

Although the chubby Doug looked a bit pale from vomiting, he seemed to be in much better condition than the patients lying on the ground who didn't even have the strength to groan.

In addition, his abdomen was rapidly shrinking.

Gwen immediately called over the school doctor, Winnie, and told her about Erin's discovery.

When Ms. Winnie heard Gwen repeat what she had said, her eyes lit up immediately.

They examined Doug the chubby boy again, and despite the strong stench, they shoveled through Doug's vomit.

Among the pile of vomit that emitted a strong stench of decay, a large number of mushrooms that were not completely rotten, as well as some remnants of spores, were indeed found.

Ms. Winnie immediately asked Erin about the types and proportions of medications he had just prescribed for Doug.

After confirming that there was no major problem with Erin's combination, Ms. Winnie immediately ordered the student council officers and faculty members who were helping in the school clinic to follow Erin's previous ratio.

They prepared doses of "medicine" and administered them to the first group of students who arrived at the school clinic, who were almost all in a semi-conscious state.

Fortunately, as one of the oldest and most prestigious elite high schools in New York with the best teaching staff, Midtown High School's medical clinic has an exceptionally complete range of medicines, both in terms of variety and quantity.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to find a school clinic in a regular school, as it would be necessary to prepare medication for dozens of people.

Upon seeing the doses of medicine being administered to the patients, Erin immediately pulled Gwen out of the school clinic.

As it turned out, Erin's move was remarkably prescient.

Shortly after they left the school clinic.

Inside the school clinic, a series of vomiting sounds rang out.

In the blink of an eye.

The once clean and tidy school clinic at Midtown High School was now filled with a strong stench of decay and vomit.

The smell was even worse than the most stinky garbage dump.

Many students and faculty members who were helping out in the school clinic couldn't help but gag due to the strong smell.

Even some of them were unlucky.

Just like Charlie, who was sprayed directly by Doug's vomit, he was also vomited on by the other students who were vomiting.

Although the once clean and tidy school clinic had suddenly become a stinking vomiting ground, a hint of joy appeared on the faces of the school doctor, Ms. Winnie, and the head of student affairs, Shermore, amidst the pervasive stench.

"Ms. Winnie, these students' swollen bellies seem to have shrunk quite a bit. Could it be that they... ugh..."

Halfway through his speech, the head of discipline, Shermo, couldn't help but gag a few times due to the strong stench.

After opening all the windows in the school clinic for ventilation and checking on some patients again, Ms. Winnie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "After they vomited out the mushroom residue, their symptoms were temporarily under control. Next, we'll wait for the ambulance to come and take them to the hospital to thoroughly clean the residue from their stomachs. I think there shouldn't be any major problems then."

"Speaking of which, we really have to thank that student from earlier. If he hadn't discovered the real cause of these students' illnesses in time and quickly provided treatment, we...

At this point, Ms. Winnie shook her head with a hint of lingering fear.

Although Ms. Winnie didn't say the rest aloud, Headmaster Shermore understood the unspoken meaning in her words.

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the somewhat balding Shermo said with some emotion, "This time, we really owe a lot to Erin. If it weren't for him, this ball would have been a huge disaster, and my career would probably be over."

Thinking of this, Shermo, who was somewhat balding, immediately felt much more favorably toward Erin.

And she silently decided that when Erin applied to his desired university and needed to write a letter of recommendation, she would definitely say a few good words for him in the letter.

Shermore, who has served as the dean of students at a long-established elite high school for over a decade, has a wealth of connections in this field.

Even if Erin applies to a top university like MIT, Shermore can find old friends to put in a good word for Erin.

This will significantly reduce the difficulty of Erin's admission by several points.

Of course, Shermore didn't intend to tell Erin about this, so as not to affect his studies in the last few months.

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Just as school doctor Ms. Winnie and head of student affairs Shelmore breathed a sigh of relief.

A boy with a panicked expression stumbled into the school clinic.

After running into the school clinic, the boy said in a trembling voice, "No...nothing good has happened, someone's dead, Rud, Rud is dead..."

The boy's words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly stunning everyone present.

Shermo, the head of student affairs who had just breathed a sigh of relief, swayed violently upon hearing this devastating news, feeling as if he were about to collapse.

Instead, Ms. Winnie quickly stepped forward, grabbed the boy who had barged in, and asked, "What happened? How did Rudd die? Where did he die?"

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An hour later.

The piercing sirens blared throughout Midtown High School.

This day, which should have been filled with laughter and joy, lost its color and became gloomy.

This feeling was even stronger when I saw those familiar classmates being carried on stretchers, put into ambulances and sent to the hospital.

Immediately, the students who had not yet dispersed from the school gathered together and began to discuss the matter.

Not long after.

The news that poisonous mushrooms had appeared at the Midtown High School winter dance, causing dozens of people to be poisoned, spread throughout the school and then rapidly beyond.

At the school gate, the already uneasy parents, who were already seeing a large number of ambulances and police cars, became even more agitated after hearing this news.

People stood anxiously around the ambulances, peering inside as if afraid their children might be in one of them.

but.

What they didn't know was...

Compared to that guy who thought he just had a stomachache, and then squatted on the toilet, he ended up losing his life.

Those students who ended up in the ambulances seemed much luckier.

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Inside the restroom of the gymnasium at Midtown High School.

Several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in suits kept taking pictures of the corpse in the restroom, whose abdomen had exploded and whose body was covered with mushrooms.

The body was that of Rude, a student from Midtown High School who died in the accident.

After taking the photos, he directed several subordinates in protective suits to pack up the mushroom-covered corpse and take it away.

A hint of weariness crossed Natasha's face as she turned to George Stacy beside her and said, "Chief George, we'll take this body with us for now. You know, it might be like those other mushroom-covered corpses, possessing some kind of means of spreading spore viruses. We can't let this thing spread any further. As for..."

(End of this chapter)